Convicted Choices{Book 1} *EDITING*

*Chapter 35 *

-Katelyn (Helena) Pov-

I've been contacting this foreign agency about getting me out of this state and away from Chris but somehow, I don't want to be away from him. Maybe I just wanna be with him.

The private number flashed across my screen, I clicked answer, answering the call. "Hello?"

"You've been contacting a foreign agency who has now decided to kill you. Please do not contact them anymore, or you shall die." My phone read aloud to me before shutting off.

I sighed partially scared but then again this bitch be lying. I pressed call dialing up someone I knew would help lighten up the mood, "Hello?" Susie answered.

"Yeah Susie this is Kate. Where are you?" I asked pulling my closet door open.

"Home. Why?"

"I wanna talk. Come over. I got a lot on my mind." I pleaded, I heard her mumble a irritated "okay" before hanging up the phone.

She was always frustrated with talking to me because she barely likes me anymore because I supposedly "stole her nigga". It's whatever though, no sweat over here.

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I slipped on the last piece of jewelry hearing a knock at my door, why this bitch knocking so hard?

I stomped up to the door taking a deep breath before opening the door.

I licked my lips at the sight of him in his basketball shorts and hoodie. He still looked good even when he wasn't trying.

Before I could even say anything he was pulling me out of the house and into his truck.

He started the car pulling off without looking back at me, what the hell is going on?

His cellphone rung twice before he looked over at the caller number, he shook it off ignoring the call.

"Where are we going?" I finally asked watching the trees go past fastly. I looked at his meter seeing the red lime increasing by the second.

We were currently in the middle of no where and he had a raged facial expression on his face.

"Chris." I called shakily.

"Please slow down!" I pleaded watching him head straight. A truck came head on, "Chris! Press the brakes!" I squealed. He continued to ignore me, the trucks horn filled our ears as our head on collision turned into a deadly blood bath.

I seen Chris's neck bounce to the left and his head snapped off. As soon as I was about to scream another truck came ramming into our's causing the car to flip over.

With each turn I fractured another bone. I felt the car being stopped, I couldn't quite make out the face but I knew I was in trouble.

"Tell C, I said hide n' seek ain't fa him." A deep voice embodied into my soul. His words made me ache, with pain.

He held a gun up, he pulled the trigger, ending another life.